_Long._ Your own desert, and with it was joyn'd the unfained friendship that I judged you ever held unto my former Lord. _Ami._ The noble _Montague_? _Long._ Yes, the noble and much injured _Montague_. _Ami._ To such a man as thou art, my heart shall be A Casket: I will lock thee up there, And esteem thee as a faithfull friend, The richest Jewell that a man enjoyes; And being thou didst follow once my friend, And in thy heart still dost, not with his fortunes casting him off, Thou shalt go hand in hand with me, and share As well in my ability as love; 'tis not my end To gain men for my use, but a true friend. [_Exeunt._ _Enter Duboys._ _Dub._ There's no such thriving way to live in grace, As to have no sence of it; his back nor belly Shall not want warming that can practise me mischief; I walk now with a full purse, grow high and wanton, Prune and briske my self in the bright shine Of his good Lordships favours; and for what virtue? For fashioning my self a murderer. O noble _Montague_, to whom I owe my heart, With all my best thoughts, though my tongue have promis'd To exceed the malice of thy destiny, Never in time of all my service knew I Such a sin tempt thy bounty; those that did feed Upon thy charge had merit or else need. _Enter Laverdine, and La-poope, with disguises._ _Lav. Duboys_, most prosperously met. _Dub._ How now? will he come this way? _La._ This way, immediately; therefore thy assistance, dear _Duboys_. _Dub._ What have you cheated him of the money you spoke of? _Lav._ Fough, as easily as a silly Countrey wench of her maydenhead; we had it in a twinkling. _Dub._ 'Tis well Captain, let me help you, you must be our leader in this action. _La-p._ Tut, fear not, I'll warrant you if my Sword hold, we'll make no sweating sickness of it. _Dub._ Why that's well said, but let's retire a little, that we may come on the more bravely; this way, this way. [_Exeunt._ _Enter Montague in the hands of three Officers, and three Creditors._ _1 Cre._ Officers look to him, and be sure you take good security before he part from you. _Mont._ Why but my friends, you take a strange course with me; the sums I owe you are rather forgetfulness, they are so slight, than want of will or honesty to pay you. _1 Cred._ I Sir, it may be so; but we must be paid, and we will be paid before you scape: we have wife and children, and a charge, and you are going down the wind, as a man may say; and therefore it behooves us to look to't in time. _2 Cred._ Your cloak here wou'd satisfie me, mine's not above a three pound matter, besides the arrest.